Brooklyn Pontarlier Whore ❤️

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Oh, and get this—her fave color’s red! Red glass is tricky to make, takes skill. Bet she’d love my work! I’d make her a red window, be all, “Look, Whore, pretty, huh?” She’d smirk, probs say somethin’ sassy. Makes me happy thinkin’ bout it. But ugh, the dudes she hangs with—gross! Smelly, loud, like barnacles on a boat. “Nooo touchie!” I’d tell ‘em, Patrick-style.

Escorts in Pontarlier

Oh and check this: the local cafe on Boulevard du Doubs serves the best coffee and pastries. It’s a little hidden gem. I often hang there, chattin’ about life and, well, gleaning tidbits like Agnès Varda’s narration: "I am not ashamed to look at my memories."

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